"That's it..." His Majesty murmured softly, as if he was thinking about something, and soon made a decision: "Then take them all back."

"yes!"

The conversation between Zhou Yuntian and His Majesty passed into Lu Ye's ears word for word, which made him feel inexplicably heavy. Before, he just felt that the situation was a bit strange, and many things were difficult to understand. Now there are even more difficult things to understand.

Because Zhou Yuntian, a ninth-level cultivator, actually called himself a subordinate in front of that superior!

This lord... who the hell is he?

Judging from the current situation, not only Zhou Yuntian, but all the monks here are subordinates of that master.

What magical means does she have to make so many arrogant monks drive her.

Suddenly, a large piece of pink mist diffused from the couch of the concubine Xiang, and swept towards the position where Lu Ye and the others were.

Lu Ye raised his hand and held down the Panshan Dao, his whole body surged with spiritual power, Li Baxian's body was also full of sword sounds, and flying swords lingered.

However, before the two of them could make any moves, a wave of breath from all directions locked them firmly, making the two of them freeze instantly, then Zhou Yuntian said: "Don't be impatient, fellow Daoist Li, Your Majesty has no malice towards you. I just want to invite a few people back to be guests."

It sounds nice, but if Li Baxian and Lu Ye really dare to resist, they will definitely be suppressed by these people.

In such a situation, how can the two be rivals? I'm afraid even escaping is an extravagant hope.

Lu Ye and Li Baxian looked at each other, and they both saw the helplessness in each other's eyes.

A pink mist swept in, enveloping a large area, and the mist was filled with the aroma of the scorpion that I had smelled before.

Lu Ye immediately noticed the abnormality of his talent tree, and was immersed in investigating, only to see a gray mist burning on the talent tree.

This pink mist...is poisonous, but the toxicity is not violent, so the reaction of the talent tree is not great.

He was about to activate his spiritual protection, when Zhou Yuntian's voice sounded again: "Fellow daoists, please don't resist!"

The voice was not as gentle as before, but a little more cold. Obviously, if Lu Ye and others resisted, they would take action to suppress it.

Lu Ye stood there quietly, wondering what the pink mist could be used for. The toxicity was not strong, and these people obviously had no intention of killing them.

Since they didn't kill them, and they said they wanted to invite them back to be guests, then what is the use of this mist...

"Plop" came out twice, and Lu Ye turned his head to look, only to see Xia Liang and Tan Sheng over there suddenly limp on the ground and fell into a coma.

Li Baxian beside him also staggered down, and then fell limply.

Following Li Baxian, Lu Ye fell directly to the ground, and even Hu Po, who was crouching on his shoulder, fell into a coma.

"Take them all back." Your Majesty's soft voice sounded again.

"Yes!" Zhou Yuntian replied.

Immediately afterwards, Lu Ye felt that someone grabbed the clothes around his waist and lifted him up. There was a gust of wind and lightning, and he quietly opened his eyes to look around, only to see that Amber was also lifted by the person who was carrying him in the other hand.

All the way to the depths of Taimang Mountain, it was not until about half an hour later that there was no sign of falling.

Lu Ye pretended to be in a coma, and didn't dare to open his eyes. He didn't know where he was, but there were many people greeting him, and there were many powerful vitality waves around him.

There seems to be a lot of monks gathered here.

There was a sound of pushing the door, and after a while, Lu Ye felt that he was brought into a room and placed on a bed, and then Zhou Yuntian's voice sounded: "You guys go to rest, I will just stay here and guard." JrNovels.com